Explosion
"By the way, I forgot to tell you. In the aftermath of the explosion, there was a trace of his Seventh Grade Soul Power."
Ning Yue pointed at Xun Jianwen, then turned to Wen Hong and said, "I really want to know what kind of strength a Yin-Yang Realm martial artist has."
"You! Puchi! "
Wen Hong was so angry that his face turned ashen. He pointed at Ning Yue and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
As a Yin-Yang realm middle stage martial artist, he was fooled by Ning Yue, who was only at the True Martial realm middle stage. If this news were to spread, how could he maintain his foothold in the capital?
"Wen Hong, I'll give you a chance to live." At this moment, Ning Yue said, "Open your mind and submit to me. I can spare your life."
"Pooh!"
Wen Hong spat out a mouthful of saliva and coldly said, "You want to control me with just a Seventh Grade Soul Force? Dream on! "
Shrugging, Ning Yue said, "Since you want to die, don't blame me."
"Xun Jianwen, you should know what to do."
Hearing Ning Yue's words, Xun Jianwen didn't dare to be negligent. He hurriedly communicated with Wen Hong's Seventh Grade Soul Force and wantonly destroyed Wen Hong's internal organs.
"Get out!" How could Wen Hong let Xun Jianwen do as he pleased?
He mobilized all of his Soul Force and Yuan Qi in an attempt to expel Xun Jianwen's Soul Force.
"Hahaha, just one more minute and the Seventh Grade Soul Force in my body will be expelled. Let's see what you can do then!" Wen Hong laughed.
"Have you lost your mind?"
Ning Yue's expression was a little exaggerated as he smiled and said, "If I'm not wrong, you can't do anything in this one minute, right?"
"I can't do anything?" Hearing this, Wen Hong was stunned at first, and then his expression changed greatly.
Ning Yue was right. In this one minute, he really couldn't do anything.
This was because all of his Soul Force and Yuan Qi had been used to expel Xun Jianwen's Soul Force of the seventh grade. At this moment, not even the slightest bit of Soul Force or Yuan Qi could be used.
Now, even a Xiantian expert could easily kill him.
"Wen Hong, you're too reckless. If you had only used your Soul Power, I wouldn't have been able to do anything to you." Shaking his head, Ning Yue said, "After all, you're a middle-stage Yin-Yang realm martial artist, and you still have half of your battle prowess."
"I didn't expect you to use your Yuan Qi. You're courting death, don't blame me."
Whoosh!
In the next moment, the vital energy under Ning Yue's feet burned continuously. He held the Red Demon Sword horizontally in front of him and charged towards Wen Hong at an extremely terrifying speed.
"No! I'm willing to submit to you! "
Looking at the expanding red flying sword in his eyes, Wen Hong's expression finally changed, revealing a terrified expression.
This was the first time he felt so close to death since he advanced to the Yin-Yang Realm.
"Thinking of submitting to me now? It's too late."
Controlling Xun Jianwen was almost Ning Yue's limit. Controlling Wen Hong as well? He would definitely become a fool because of this.
After all, his Soul Power was only at the middle-stage of the fifth grade, while Xun Jianwen's was at the peak of the seventh grade. Wen Hong's was slightly weaker, but he had also reached the sixth grade.
Controlling two martial artists with a fifth-grade Soul Power at the middle-stage of the fifth grade, one with a seventh-grade Soul Power and the other with a sixth-grade Soul Power, even if Ning Yue's control over his Soul Power was very strong.
Pu!
At this moment, the Red Demon Sword pierced into Wen Hong's body, almost piercing through his heart.
"Ning Yue, since you won't let me go, I won't let you have it easy either!"
A sinister smile appeared on Wen Hong's face as he stared at Ning Yue.
At the same time, Wen Hong withdrew all his Soul Power and Yuan Qi, no longer expelling Xun Jianwen's seventh-grade Soul Power. Instead, he distributed them evenly throughout his body.
"What are you trying to do … Damn it! Retreat! "
Seeing Wen Hong's actions, Ning Yue initially did not know what he was trying to do. However, as Wen Hong's body continued to expand, Ning Yue finally knew what Wen Hong was trying to do.
Self-destruct!
Wen Hong wanted to self-destruct!
The self-destruction of the half-step Yuan Core Stage dark gold spirit corpse and spectral corpse had already caused cracks to appear on the Phantom Armor. One could imagine how powerful the self-destruction of Wen Hong, who was at the middle-stage of the Yin-Yang Realm, would be.
There was only one thought in Ning Yue's mind. Escape, escape as soon as possible!
If he did not escape, there would only be one outcome, and that was death.
Thinking of this, Ning Yue hurriedly said to the Red Demon, "Red Demon, Wen Hong wants to self-destruct. Let's leave quickly!"
"Got it."
The Red Demon was very sensitive to energy. The moment Wen Hong's body expanded, he reacted.
"Master, you can't leave me here to die!"
Seeing that Ning Yue and the Red Demon were about to leave, Xun Jianwen said loudly, "I am a seventh-grade pinnacle alchemist. In the future, I can refine seventh-grade elixirs for you unconditionally. As long as I have time, I will soon be promoted to an eighth-grade alchemist. At that time, with an eighth-grade alchemist refining elixirs for you, you can save a lot of cultivation time."
Xun Jianwen naturally noticed that Wen Hong wanted to self-destruct.
Once a person had the desire to live, this desire would become stronger and stronger, and they might even do something out of line.
Take Xun Jianwen for example. When Ning Yue threatened him for the first time, he refused to submit no matter what.
Now that he was facing death, he wanted to survive more than anyone else!
Some things, if there was a first, there would be a second, a third, and an infinite number of times!
"Damn it!" Cursing, Ning Yue suddenly grabbed Xun Jianwen's arm and quickly fled the area.
As they flew, Ning Yue scolded Xun Jianwen, "Pinnacle Primal Core cultivation, pinnacle seventh-grade soul power. I didn't control your movements. Can't you f * cking escape on your own?"
Xun Jianwen's face was sullen, and he looked very aggrieved. "I wanted to escape on my own, but I used too much energy to refine the Body Explosion Elixir, and I haven't recovered my Yuan Qi yet. Moreover, half of my soul power was swallowed by your flying sword, and the other half was compressed by you in … "
Boom!
Before Xun Jianwen could finish his sentence, an earth-shattering rumble came from behind him.
Accompanying this rumble was the sound of friction between the shockwave and the air.
"Oh no!"
Looking back at the shockwave that was flying towards him, Ning Yue's heart sank.
The strength of the shockwave was beyond his expectations.
Even an early-stage Yin-Yang Realm martial artist would be severely injured by the shockwave of the explosion! What more a mid-stage True Martial Realm martial artist like him?
"That's right! If the Dark Emperor can enter the Sumeru Ring, I should be able to as well! "
Suddenly, Ning Yue reached into his pocket and took out the Sumeru Ring that he had obtained from Elixir Dragon Valley.
The Dark Emperor had said that the space within the Sumeru Ring was unstable.
Since the Dark Emperor could enter the Sumeru Ring, as the owner of the Sumeru Ring, Ning Yue could naturally enter it as well!
With a thought, Ning Yue threw the Sumeru Ring into the air, and it expanded several times.
Whoosh!
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